{ Kupung Dec '10: Day #1 }

there was two more hours to go before embarking on a second mission trip to Kupung with Dad and team and my bag was still sitting empty. MH called for the zillionth time asking if i'm all set and that motivated me to start shoving my items in, while she boasts of already packed and yet to add more in. this took a good ten to twenty minutes of effortless decisions of what and what not to bring which ended up with a good load in the end. and an extra ten minutes to bag up the load of clothes that my Partygirl with a heart of gold has blessed the kids with. gave Sam and Feebs some love and headed towards T1.

with everything all checked in, we fed our stomachs bursting of hunger pangs before our two and a half hour flight to Bali. did the usual prayer and hugs at the departure gate with Mum and off to gate 23 where we were introduced to Eunice, our newest edition. i'd my second life saver -- my iPhone; which was bombarded with Jesus Culture's 'Come Away', Hills Chapel's 'Yahweh' and two of my favorite preachers BJ and JP on flight mode to keep company. if my mouth and eyes hit boredom, there was always nerds and BH's book to entertain.

after praying viciously in tongues as the plane took off (yes, i'm healed of my fear of flying in Jesus name), i asked G for some enlightenment on what the people in Kupung needed to be imparted with as i took out my notebook and pen, hoping my hands would immediately do the working. instead He wanted me to be in a restful worship position, soaking in the soft chapel tunes. then His revelations started to flow in the middle of 'from the inside out' and there and then, scribbles started to form on the once blank pages.

five and a half pages of a titled message of 'God's best in your life', two bagful of peanuts and an empty box of nerds later, MH, Eunice and I were greeted by a friendly smile of a gorgeous blonde hair blue eyed russian girl, Evelina. we connected throughout the reminder of our flight despite the language barrier and she ended up refusing to be seated with her parents who were next to us. we held hands till we unboard the plane and bid her a goodbye hug, then headed to a long wait at the customs.


once our bags were collected, Daniel (our contact point in Bali) brought us to KFC and Maccas for a quick fix to our impatient stomachs before our final destination to our accommodation of a beautiful villa. our comfort was found in the spacious rooms, big head showers raining of warm water and an eyeful view of Bali enough to aid us to rest for our morning flight out to Kupung.